[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f7941d][center]Cleo D'Nile[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][b][color=f7941d]Location:[/color][/b] Ashford Institute.
[color=f7941d] Interacting With:[/color] [@RedVII]Drake.
[color=f7941d] Mention:[/color]
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Cleo’s head lifted slightly to the first words to come out of Drakes mouth, her face showing signs of confusion. [color=f7941d]“The professor made an announcement, for those of us drinking last night had to cleaning duties in the danger room, hitting my head on the table in protest felt like a great idea at the time.”[/color] But at least now she was not fully face planted into the table anymore as the Blonde sat up more and looked at drake while blowing some strands of hair out of her face, a smile soon appearing on her features. [color=f7941d]“Dude have you like not slept at all since last night? I mean, my hole hurts?”[/color] She couldn’t help but snort a little as restrained herself from laughing, partly failing but one could see she was easily amused at this.


Cleo continued to smile as she softly waved a Drake. [color=f7941d]“Welcome back muscles, I have been here a few minutes maybe… I was on my way here to grab a bite to eat when I saw you staring at your bowl, thought I’d check in on you.”[/color] Cleo paused a moment. [color=f7941d]“You on the other hand, may have been sitting here for quite some time.”[/color] Raising her eyebrow watching the guy before her, Cleo stood up out of the seat and offered her hand out. [color=f7941d]“Come on big guy, I think we need to get you cleaned up before heading out for clean-up duty, Can’t have you knocking yourself out before the job is done, we can join the others and survive the professor’s torture together.”[/color] She sly grinned. [/center]